Her attitude was such that she gave no heed to my status. In a way, she was similar to Freya. Their confidence that no matter what happened, everyone would believe in them, and that they will never be abandoned– I wanted to shatter that confidence.

 

I wouldn’t have thought so if she hadn’t irked me like that in the first place.

 

“I’ll fill in the water. Are you fine with lemon perfumed oil?”

 

“Yes, thank you.”

 

After that, I took a bath in the water with lemon’s fragrance, combed my hair, and dressed up with light makeup and accessories. As I sat alone and patted my skirt, it suddenly felt so real.

 

Ah, I really looked ready- my heart started pulsating. I tried pressing my chest with my hand and it didn’t calm me down at all. I was so scared!

 

…What if he didn’t come?

 

That person with a twisted mind would definitely change his mind at the last moment. I put down my teacup, got up and approached the bed.

 

I even blew off the candles, but it wasn’t too dark with the fireplace burning. I wished it was darker. I crouched on the bed with my legs folded under my arms and looked out of the window. The sea was full of black waves.

 

I wouldn’t be surprised if the Krakens below were lurking in search of food.

 

Heh, I wonder how Popo’s doing? If we could meet again sometime…

 

I should thank Freya for that. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have imagined talking to it.

 

God, I beg you, I sincerely beg you. Please let tonight go my way. Let my cold-hearted husband be a little less cold-hearted. Please open the way forward so that his compassion can build up enough emotion for him to trust me, be it out of interest or whatever.

 

“Did you fall asleep first after all that fuss?”

 

……Hic, I thought my heart was going to pop out of my chest. He made no sound coming in, but I was probably too deep in thought anyway.

 

As I hurriedly stood up with my hair hanging below my waist, I could see Izek taking his place, right next to me.

 

The green light of the fireplace eerily shone on his enormous physique. I’d only seen him in armour or a suit before. In nothing but thin white clothing, it was as if he were naked.

 

I literally felt like I was losing my mind.

 

Oh my god. Oh my god–

The arrogant man with his arms crossed, looked down at me, and shifted his hand to sweep back his wet silver hair. Blood red eyes sparkled in the dark room.

 

“I don’t know much about this, but it’s obvious that the bride isn’t supposed to look like this while waiting for the bridegroom.”

 

I came to my senses with a jerk.

What are you doing, idiot? Are you going to ruin it?

 

“Oh, I’m sorry if I looked blank. I just couldn’t believe my eyes for a second.”

 

“Is it hard to believe?”

 

like a dream– to

 

drooling a bit with

 

guess you don’t feel my

 

see if

 

“Again.”

 

“What?”

 

one last chance again. Tell me right now if you think you’re going to change your mind. I won’t let anyone bother you

 

suspect that I have something else in mind? It wasn’t about anyone bothering me in

 

short

 

worry, I’ll never change my mind. I would rather be happy to live as

a word

 

body exposed below his cold, ascetic face was too

 

defined statue-like body.

 

with this civilization, not a person. He took off his gown completely, climbed up onto the bed, slowly grabbed my shoulder and

 

breath hitched as

 

act itself was not frightening. Nevertheless, I could not help feeling as if I had become a chick thrown at the

 

“You look scared.”

 

“I-I don’t know…”

 

like I’m going

also sounded a little less harsh than usual. I tried

 

slim waist, strong, sculpted

 

a very sensual

 

where I felt guilty to see it in its

struggled to smile while

 

me on one of his thighs. He untied my negligee gown. The thin material flowed down, exposing my

 

not good

 

“I-I’m not nervous…”

 

lips. Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do,

 

a personality wrecker? Why are you

but my nerves still seemed to have

 

now gathered my long hair

 

body that was hugging

 

that was sweeping back my hair halted, and the sound of breathing became slower. What

 

“……what’s this?”

 

my shoulder blade. A Paladin’s vision must

 

he wouldn’t be able to see it. Well, there’s nothing we could do about

 

hurt playing when

 

hear there was a scar. What did you do to get a

 

of this house, to tell you. Besides,

 

He wielded a whip, and in excitement, we got into an accident. I’m glad mine isn’t that visible, but

 

said it cheerfully with a sigh, there was an awkward

 

was just gazing at my

 

was nervous because there was no way to check his expression

about to add

 

on the spot, as he suddenly moved his hand and pulled up my

Huh?

 

“What’s wrong?”

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